"Hui Ning Changzai, it was my slave who pushed me. This dog slave hindered my master's affairs. It was just a slight push. Even if he died, it would be his blessing..."
"Snapped!"
Before the palace maid finished speaking, she was slapped and fell to the ground. She covered her face and looked up at Ning Yuzhen, who had a gloomy look on her face in disbelief. Her anger immediately dissipated.
She had only heard that Ning Changzai was weak-tempered and never blushed once when the Yigui people made things difficult for her. She only thought that Ning Yuzhen was easy to bully, but she forgot that she was not from the Yigui people.
The people below were beaten, and Xingyu didn't look good on her face, but in the final analysis, it was the palace maid's fault.
In fact, she brought this group of people here just to boost her momentum. If she really took Ning Yuzhen away, that would be impossible.
However, this was the first time she saw Ning Yuzhen getting angry just because of a slave.
"Ning Changzai slapped her to get rid of his anger?"
Hearing this, Ning Yuzhen tightened her hand holding Mrs. Tang, glanced at Xingyu, and walked forward quickly.
The matter of Ning Yuzhen being taken away by Yigui was naturally not left behind by Concubine Xian. After all, it happened under her nose.
Su Ying asked softly: "Ning Changzai was too eye-catching a few days ago. I'm afraid Yi Guiren's temperament will not be easy this time. Do you want to go and see me?"
"I don't have to worry about my life." Concubine Xian looked calm and concentrated on making tea at the table. "Yigui has just regained favor, and Ning Changzai has only been left out for a few days. Yigui will not do anything serious to her, and she will not do anything serious to her." I'm afraid that the emperor is really attracted to Ning Changzai and will hurt his wings."
Concubine Xian had good tea-making skills, which was praised by the emperor. At this time, she poured the brewed hot tea directly into the copper basin, which made Su Ying feel distressed for a while. This was the last bit left. Longjing.
"You can gain something only if you lose something. Isn't that the same as being a human being?"
As Concubine Xian said, when Ning Yuzhen arrived at Changxin Palace, Yi Guiren did not do anything drastic. He first asked someone to bring some tea and then freshly made cakes, as if they were sisters making love.
Ning Yuzhen hadn't completely calmed down yet, so she naturally didn't look good when seeing Yigui. The latter didn't care and instead asked people to bring out the same objects one after another.
Yi Guiren seemed to be transformed into a peacock with its tail open, introducing to Ning Yuzhen the things the emperor had given her, such as silver-plated and jewel-embedded butterfly hairpins, tourmaline beads and jade bracelets, etc.
Ning Yuzhen watched her showing off expressionlessly, until she focused on a painting hanging on the wall that caught Ning Yuzhen's attention.
"The emperor specially asked the painter to paint this painting for me. Even Concubine Liang is not so lucky."
It wasn't that the painting was stunning, nor was it that it was a portrait that only concubines and empresses could have, so she was surprised that a noble person also had a copy.
But the man in the painting is the same as Yi Guiren, only 60-70% similar.
At this time, Yi Guiren began to chatter again, "It's a pity that the painter's skills are average. The emperor said that when he is free in a while, he can find someone with superb skills to paint me a picture."
After saying that, she looked at Ning Yuzhen triumphantly and said, "Did you see that? Even if you tried your best to win over the emperor's heart for two months, when I came out, you still felt sad in front of the emperor." Eclipsed."
Ning Yuzhen smiled, neither agreeing nor getting angry, as if she had no temper.
Seeing this, Yi Guiren was not annoyed. She supported her head with one hand and a smile appeared on her face, "I asked you to come today out of a good heart. Life in the harem is not easy. How about you and I joining forces to firmly hold the emperor?" With my heart in mind, when I give birth to a prince, and become the queen mother in the future, your benefits will be indispensable."
"However." Yi Guiren changed the subject and smiled with a hint of sting, "You are not allowed to have a child."
Ning Yuzhen was stared at by her burning eyes and said word by word: "What if I say no?"
The pretty face above him froze for a moment when he heard Ning Yuzhen's reply, and gradually turned into his usual arrogant look.
Yi Guiren snorted coldly, sat up straight, and waved to Xingyu, "Bring me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"The emperor and the empress declined for you that time, and they both said it was only a matter of three." Yi Guiren took a few pieces of paper, walked slowly to Ning Yuzhen, bent down, and patted the paper on her face twice, "This time , I asked you to write down twenty kinds of incense recipes, Ning Changzai shouldn’t refuse, right?”
Now she is a lamb to be slaughtered in Changxin Palace. Yiguiren has a higher status than her and has a title. If she has a dispute with her, her life will definitely be in danger. Ning Yuzhen lowered her eyes and endured Yiguiren's ridicule. She knew very well the principle of avoiding the sharp edge temporarily, and reached out to take the paper, secretly comforting herself not to be afraid, she still had a way out.
Yi Guiren was very satisfied with her commendable behavior, "It's not that I blame you harshly. In fact, a few days ago, my taller table either had a broken leg or was crooked. I can only feel wronged by Ning Changzai, sitting on the Kang. Write on it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xingyu took a kang and a soft cushion and placed them next to her.
The cushion is said to be soft, but if you kneel on it, it will collapse immediately. Twenty incense prescriptions will take a lot of time. Who knows whether the Yigui people will continue to make things difficult and repeatedly dissatisfied. I still use a short kang table, and when I can go back, my waist and legs almost don’t belong to me anymore.
I have to say that Yigui is really cruel.
Ning Yuzhen gritted her teeth and knelt on the soft cushion, hoping that the escape route would arrive as soon as possible so that she would suffer less.
After Xingyu left with Ning Yuzhen, the three people served by Yihexuan dispersed and went to find someone to save their master.
In Chuxiu Palace, Xia Fangshu and Lin Yiliu were sitting together chatting. Lianxiang hurried in with tears on her face, startling them both.
"What's going on?" Xia Fangshu waved Lianxiang over and gave her a handkerchief, "Wipe it quickly. It's so cold and you're running outside with tears, so you don't have to worry about your face getting cold."
Lianxiang held the handkerchief, knelt down towards her, and cried: "Xia Guiren, Lin Changzai, please save my little master."
The two looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes. Unexpectedly, Yigui had just returned to his favor and started acting like a monster again.
"Stop crying. Where is your master now?"
"The young master is in Changxin Palace. Xingyu, who is with Yi Guiren, brought a group of people. Not only did he take the young master away, but he also pushed the young Anzi into a pillar, leaving blood on his head. Now his life or death is still uncertain. "
When Xia Fangshu heard this, she couldn't sit still. She asked Pomegranate to quickly put on her cloak and walked out, "I'm going to find the emperor."
Lin Yiliu took her arm and frowned: "I'm going to find the emperor. You and Yigui are of the same status. You go to Changxin Palace and chat with Yigui, at least save sister Ning's life."
As if she had a backbone, Xia Fangshu gradually calmed down and said hello.
The two of them ran in two directions, but they were the same person.
